Aleia’s pov
I sat at the bar, I was passed the stage of being angry. All I could feel was grief and pain. I know she didn’t like me, but to the extent of killing my father because she wanted to hurt me was uncalled for.
I nursed my drink, I was so pissed that all this happening, and I haven’t had time to enjoy my wonderful experience with Camille.
I could still remember very single detail like it was yesterday,
I f****d Camille with my fingers as she went down on Theo, the sight was arousing for me, and I could feel myself getting wetter by the second.
I grabbed Camille by the hand, leading her to me. She followed by commands, I wanted to return the favor by eating her out, I never really went this far in college. It was just making out, I didn’t take it deep.
I kissed
